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Getting Through To Paige
by Pointless (killallhippes@gmail.com)

***

Ally has been living with and lusting after Paige for 
over a year without realizing her seemingly straight 
roommate is more than curious about Ally as well until 
an overheard phone changes everything for the better. 
(FF, tribbing)

***

Living with Paige was pure hell for Ally. Every moment 
she was around was like slow, agonizing torture which 
Ally often likened to having dull screws driven deep 
into her skull while having her heart ripped violently 
and awkwardly from her chest by hateful vultures. Well, 
maybe not that bad, but it definitely sucked in the 
worst possible way.

It was not that Paige was a bad roommate or anything. 
She was probably the best roommate Ally had ever had. 
She was neat, clean and quiet. She knew instinctively, 
almost the second she moved in, how not to get on 
Ally's bad side. Hell, she even put the toilet paper 
roll in the dispenser the exact right way (over the top 
and pulled from the front) AND never once, no, not one 
single time, in the entire six months they'd lived 
together, missed her turn at doing the dishes. She'd 
even done them when it was Ally's turn, without 
complaint or even a single, passive aggressive look. 

She was also, to put it bluntly, fun as hell. She was 
funny, smart and quick. When they threw parties 
(something they did rarely due to their personalities 
and work/class schedules), Paige was generally the 
center of attention, but not in a demanding, annoying 
way. She just seemed to always light up the room 
without even really trying.

And to top it all off she really was just about the 
best friend Ally had had in a long, long time. If Ally 
was having a bad day she could always count on Paige to 
bring her back up with a joke, an uplifting, but never 
cheesy speech, a perfectly rolled joint and simple 
conversation, or by simply listening to Ally vent 
regardless of how petty or silly her problem at that 
particular moment may have been.

So, in short, Paige was the perfect roommate. Still, 
living with her was absolute torture. On the surface it 
made absolutely no sense. But to put it simply, Ally 
was pretty sure she was in love with Paige.

And not just puppy love or a girl crush or even that 
platonic kind of love that two close girlfriends can 
share if they have the right personality, and is often 
faked by the more shallow. No, it was real love, very 
adult and very physically oriented. Ally wanted nothing 
more than to ravage Paige's perfect little body and 
make her scream out her name in pure orgasmic bliss all 
night, every night until she simply couldn't take it 
anymore, or until Ally's tongue and fingers fell off 
from overuse.

This, of course, would not have been a problem at all 
if Paige was gay or bisexual or even just a teeny bit 
bi-curious, but sadly, all signs seemed to point 
directly and unambiguously to none of the above. Paige 
was just about the straightest girl Ally had ever 
known.

Ally, however, was anything but. Not that she'd 
necessarily call herself gay, but if she was bisexual 
she definitely leaned more towards girls then boys. She 
always had. Casually and seriously she'd always 
preferred the ladies to the guys. the casual side of 
her sexuality was much, much more girl oriented then 
her more serious, long term side, but even that had 
been changing. She was only twenty-one, but of the five 
serious relationships she'd had in six or so years of 
real sexual activity three had been with other women 
while the remainder had, of course, been with men. 
Well, boys really considering one had lasted only six 
months during her junior year of high school and the 
other another six months during her freshman year of 
college. 

Both ended on sour notes, but for different reasons. 
The first had ended because the bastard decided that 
since they were both going to be attending different 
schools on opposite sides of the state and would most 
likely be breaking up anyway, it would be okay to start 
fucking other girls a little early at a party they were 
both attending. She later got back at him by eating out 
his kid sister at another party they both happened to 
be attending right before she headed off to school. She 
even made sure he knew all about it by doing it in the 
backyard on a lawn chair while he got drunk on the 
porch nearby. 

He and his buddies on the porch actually cheered her on 
before they noticed what was actually going on. Then it 
was just his buddies cheering while he turned and puked 
his guts out. It was beautiful, in a cruel sort of way. 
She kind of hated using his little sister to get back 
at him, but she really didn't seem to mind at the time 
and, in fact, actually hooked up with her again the 
next summer when Ally came back to town to avoid paying 
rent for a few months. Still, it was a cold thing to do 
and she knew it. 

But that was then. She was over it.

The other relationship ended because he, insisted on 
having a threesome after one of his stupid friends put 
the idea into his head. Ally had accidentally admitted 
while drunk to participating in one or two herself, 
also while drunk. He begged for two weeks straight 
until she finally caved and let it happen with an 
intimate friend of hers named Carlie.

Every thing was going great until Carlie brought Ally 
to a quick and glorious orgasm and then made out with 
her for five solid minutes. He freaked out. It might 
have made sense if he hadn't rolled over to take a 
break to recover after blowing two quick loads into 
Carlie while ignoring Ally herself. But even at 
eighteen Ally knew enough not to count on logic when 
dealing with a bruised male ego.

That ended the threesome right then and there, but the 
relationship lurched on awkwardly for another two weeks 
of accusations of lesbianism and other colorful 
insults, which were often followed by quick, half 
hearted apologies. Those were often followed by more 
insults. He insisted that she no longer hang out with 
Carlie based on the logic that she was some kind of 
evil, straight girl-converting dyke who was going to 
turn her gay. 

That was the last straw. She hadn't even bothered 
arguing with him or taking the low road and 
emasculating him with a quick strike to his ego. She'd 
simply got up from the couch, collected the few things 
she had in his apartment and walked out the door.

She didn't bother with revenge sex this time around, 
but she did end up hooking up with Carlie several times 
after that. She even had a semi-serious relationship 
going with her that actually involved more than a few 
threesomes though only one of them involved anyone with 
a penis.


It was after her relationship with Carlie that Ally 
pretty much gave up on relationships with men. It 
wasn't because her two serious relationships with men 
were debacles. No, it was because she simply realized 
that sex with other women was just that much more 
satisfying. A few drunken friendly fucks aside, she 
hadn't turned back since and she had no plans to. Not 
that men were completely off the table, but they had 
better be actual men and not just little boys in men's 
clothes or they'd best not even bother trying. 

Paige, however, was an entirely different story. Paige 
was something of a goody-goody when it came to sex. Not 
that she was a prude, but she wasn't very experienced 
when Ally first met her and not much had changed since. 
She was much more of a relationship type person than 
Ally was. Casual sex was a foreign idea to her. If she 
wasn't in a relationship with a guy she would make out 
with them and occasionally let them get to third base, 
but never ever any farther. 

Oddly enough, Paige rarely kept a boyfriend for long. 
During the year Paige had lived with Ally she'd had 
five boyfriends none lasting more than a month. All 
five relationships seemed to share a similar formula 
and, from what Ally had gathered through their frequent 
conversations about sex and sex related topics, this 
formula had pretty much been intact since she first 
started dating in high school. 

At first everything started out nauseatingly sweet. 
Almost like high school sweetheart/ puppy love crap. 
Ally spent a lot of time rolling her eyes and going to 
her room during this phase. She could deal with the 
cuddling on the couch, but Paige had an annoying habit 
of playing the cute name game. Ally could only handle 
so many honey buns, sweetie pies and sugar lips or 
whatever before she developed the urge to kick puppies 
and steal candy from babies and make them cry. She was 
always happy when this phase ended; at least briefly.

The second phase tended to make Ally a little jealous, 
as well as make it almost impossible for her to get any 
sleep. Why? Well, you should try sleeping when the girl 
you're crushing on is busy screaming out her boyfriends 
name in the next room while the bastard fucks her hard 
enough to cause the bedposts to slam into the wall in a 
loud, rhythmic fashion.

Once, when one of her boyfriends apparently got a hold 
of some Viagra or something it went on for about an 
hour or so. If she had owned a gun Ally probably 
would've shot herself that night. Or at least the 
boyfriend, whose name she'd since "forgotten". Luckily 
for everyone involved she didn't.

Instead she did what she always did: she popped in one 
of her handful of girl/girl porn DVDs and abused 
herself like a woman possessed while thinking of Paige. 
Or, if she was lucky she'd call up whatever girl she 
was hooking up with at the time and go over to her 
apartment for some hot, nasty girl fun of her own, 
again while thinking of Paige.

This second phase usually lasted a week or two before 
it ended then bam! It was all over. Why? They just 
weren't compatible or it was starting to become all 
about the sex or some other vague thing that Paige 
could never seem to elaborate on.

After that came relative peace until Paige found 
herself another boy. Relative peace because Ally's 
crush was hardly dependent on Paige having a sex life. 
Ally was, after all, secretly in love with Paige not 
just in love with the sounds she happened to make while 
fucking. Besides, there were other temptations.

Namely, Paige was extremely comfortable with her body 
and seemed to think nothing of walking around the house 
in nothing but panties first thing in the morning on a 
hot summer day. She also seemed to have no problem 
walking around in a loosely wrapped towel for a 
prolonged period of time after a shower occasionally 
even sitting down seemingly unaware that a short towel 
wasn't exactly long enough to cover her more private 
parts. She also didn't seem to mind walking in to the 
bathroom when Ally was taking her shower to use the 
toilet and proceeding to have a conversation with Ally 
like nothing was going on.

It wasn't like she was unaware of Ally's sexuality. 
Ally was never shy about telling anyone she was bi. 
Even if she had been Paige would not have had a hard 
time figuring it out when Ally brought a girl home, 
took her directly to her room and then proceeded to 
have less than discreet sex with her. This tended 
happen fairly often. She was hardly a slut, but sex was 
definitely a part of her life.

No, Paige knew all about Ally's attraction to other 
women. She simply didn't care. As far as she was 
concerned Ally was just another girl. They had the same 
parts. What was there to hide?

The idea that Ally might like those parts Paige was all 
too willing to display never seemed to cross her mind. 
She was just a silly, little, super hot straight girl 
who never even thought about other girls and what they 
might want to do to her if only she'd let them.

And she was definitely hot. By Ally's standards, Paige 
was physical perfection. She was short without being 
tiny; thin without being skinny. She had a belly that 
stuck out ever so slightly in a way that made Ally want 
to tackle Paige and ravage her whenever it was exposed. 
It was like a little pillow she wanted to place soft 
kisses on and maybe a few nips.

Her feet were a work of art. Perfectly shaped with the 
cutest toes that Paige kept tastefully pedicured at all 
times and which Ally desperately wanted to suck. In 
fact, she often offered to give Paige foot massages 
just to touch them, because, yes Ally definitely had 
something of a foot fetish.

Paige's breasts were also simply beautiful. Perfect, 
little mounds that fit her body just right, topped with 
the cutest little nipples that threatened to draw Ally 
in if she wasn't careful. Much like Paige's completely 
bare pussy which was simply beautiful to Ally's eyes. 
It was just a perfect little slit that seemed to draw 
her eyes in every time with it's simplistic beauty.

Add to that a cute, oval of a face with large, piercing 
green eyes, shoulder length, silky black hair and 
perfect light brown skin from her father's partial 
Mexican heritage and one could easily see why Ally was 
in lust with her relatively innocent friend.

Not that Ally was a slouch. She was proud of her body, 
but not arrogantly so. In high school she had been an 
athlete, playing soccer and running track until she 
blew her knee near the end of her junior year. The 
injury prevented her from going back into competitive 
sports, but she still took a lot of pride in 
maintaining her physique. 

She tried very hard to walk the thin line between 
femininely toned and androgynously muscular. She was 
most proud of her tight belly and what she had been 
told by several lovers was a wonderfully shaped butt 
and long, shapely legs.

She was a wee bit taller than Paige. Those long, 
shapely legs that helped so much in track were a good 
part of it. Her breasts were also just a smidge larger, 
but, again, it wasn't like it was a huge difference. In 
fact, she'd actually worn one of Paige's bras before 
thanks to a laundry mix up and similar taste in 
undergarments and while it was a tad tight it was more 
because she was little thicker than Paige and less 
because of her cup size.

Her face was also a bit more angular, but still soft 
and feminine. Ally's eyes also weren't quite as 
prominent being a calming darker blue which went well 
with her just past shoulder length natural blonde hair. 
Well, when it was blonde anyway. She did tend to dye it 
on occasion. Usually tastefully with just a few 
highlights here and there, but on occasion she'd go for 
a nice pink or blue or some times a shade of green or 
purple.

Really though, she was just a fairly average, cute, 
younger women who tried to get by more on her wit than 
her looks, and tended to judge others by that same 
standard. Paige may have been deliciously cute in the 
physical sense, but it was her personality that won 
Ally over despite the inevitable failure of any 
potential relationship with her.

Still, it wasn't like any of that mattered. Paige was 
still straight and she still drove Ally absolutely 
insane with lust despite the fact that she and Ally 
would never be together, not even for one, glorious 
night.

Or, at least, that's what Ally thought. She was wrong, 
but, she had no way of knowing just how wrong she had 
been for so very, very long until the night that 
changed everything between them. 

The thing was Paige was nowhere near as inexperienced 
in the realm of feminine romance as Ally assumed. She 
was hardly an out and open bisexual, but she had done 
of a few things that would've shocked and emboldened 
Ally had she known of her roommate's hidden curiosity.

Why? Well, quite simply, despite what her extroverted 
personality might say to the contrary, Paige was shy, 
especially when it came to sex. There was a reason she 
never indulged in more casual sex even when most of 
friends had no problem with it. She had to be extremely 
comfortable with someone before she'd even think of 
giving into any sexual advances. 

Only one girl had ever managed to break through her 
defenses and get her to open up to the possibilities 
that existed in the more feminine side of sexuality. It 
had been a glorious experience and, to be honest, 
probably the single most passionate, fulfilling 
relationship she'd ever had. It had also ended up being 
one of the most sexually confusing nine months of her 
young life 

Still, those nine months with Hailey during her senior 
year of high school were pure bliss in a lot of ways. 
The questions may have driven her a little mad after it 
broke off as abruptly as it did, but she wouldn't have 
given them up for anything. In fact, what she wanted 
most in the world was to have them back. There was just 
one little problem: she had no idea how to go about 
getting it. It wasn't just because she was shy when it 
came to initiating intimate contact. It had much more 
to do with the fact that she simply had no idea how to 
go about starting the relationship.

Hailey was the only girl who was either able or willing 
to break through Paige's considerable defenses and get 
to the deviant, little freak who laid in wait just 
underneath the surface. Not that there weren't other 
girls that tried, but Paige was no different with women 
than she was with men. She required a massive reserve 
of patience on the part of her suitors regardless of 
gender, and most people just didn't have it.

Paige was on the verge of giving up thinking she'd have 
to settle for her memories for the rest of her good, 
but still somewhat empty life. It was a heavy load for 
a girl not yet old enough to drink to carry with her, 
but it seemed to be what life intended for her. That is 
until she met Ally. Ally was a dream come true. She was 
cute, funny, loved awesome music and, more importantly, 
she loved other girls. She was also apparently 
absolutely convinced that Paige was one hundred percent 
straight and had no apparent plans to even attempt to 
change that fact. 

Still, they became fast friends after meeting in their 
freshman art history class. Paige broke up with her 
only long time boyfriend since her relationship with 
Hailey and was forced to make a decision between moving 
back into the dorms (yuck) and moving back home at 
about the same time that Ally was trying to find a 
roommate. The cards seemed to show a winning hand for 
both. 

Yes, it was a good deal but like Ally, Paige was hardly 
as satisfied as she would've liked and for much the 
same reasons. She had hoped they'd have been fucking by 
now, but Ally simply refused to change her mind about 
Paige's sexuality.

Not that it was all her fault. Ally really had no 
reason to believe Paige was anything but straight. 
Hell, even Paige was amazed by the amount of boyfriends 
she'd had in the year they'd lived together and the 
short duration of all the relationships. The reason for 
them was simple, however. She fucked all those guys, 
some of whom she honestly barely even liked, because 
she had to distract herself from what she really wanted 
more than anything. That, of course, was the girl in 
the next room. 

That was the only reason these relationships didn't 
last long. It was also the reason she was willing to 
get so wild with her boyfriends, letting them do things 
to her she honestly never imagined letting anyone do to 
her. 

She'd done a lot of the stuff that one guy and one girl 
could do together minus scat and blood play and several 
other things she never thought she would consider: A 
little light bondage here, some ass to mouth there and 
several things in between. Spanking, paddling, ass 
licking, anal beads (for her and one particular guy), 
sex in the car, in the shower, on the couch, in the 
laundry room, in the kitchen, at her job, at his job in 
the park, under a bridge, in a public restroom and on 
and on and on. She'd done plenty and none of it was 
enough to distract her from what she really wanted, but 
had no idea how to go about getting.

Paige had tried though in her own little way. Those 
apparently innocent displays of Paige's hidden assets 
that drove Ally mad with frustration were anything but 
innocent. Ally never seemed to take the hint, though. 
How she could miss that fact that Paige would very 
deliberately find a place to sit where her exposed 
pussy was directly in Ally's line of sight was beyond 
Paige. Hell, half the time Paige would actually go so 
far as to move a chair or sit cross legged on the floor 
right in front of her roommate when there were more 
logical seating options to be had. 

And walking around half naked in an air conditioned 
apartment just to keep cool? She had no idea Ally how 
bought that one. Sometimes in the morning their 
apartment was so cold it almost hurt to walk around 
without a shirt. Her poor nipples would get so hard 
they felt like they were going to burst.

The shower thing was equally frustrating. Sometimes 
Paige would even reach into the shower to grab 
something she generally didn't need just to see how 
Ally would react, but Ally always played it cool. If 
Paige didn't know any better she would've thought Ally 
wasn't attracted to her, but she did and she was. It 
was just that Ally was absolutely convinced that Paige 
was straight and she was too good of a friend to try 
and change that herself. Deep down inside, though, 
Paige knew these little games were simply childish, 
but, honestly she had no idea how else to go about it 
and that was her real problem. 

Sometimes Paige wondered if Ally was just a little 
dense. Especially since she'd heard more than a couple 
of her friends talking about the very subject a couple 
of times when they were getting drunk and thought Paige 
was sound asleep. They seemed to get it, but every time 
Ally would be there shouting them down about how Paige 
was the straightest girl she'd ever known.

A few of them had tried to test the theory, but they 
never got anywhere. This just tended to support the 
prevailing theory that she was straight as straight 
could be. It was beginning to get old. 

So Paige suffered, ashamed of herself for her own 
cowardice and for playing the cards fate seemed intent 
on dealing her. Then something amazing happened: she 
stopped playing games and took her fate into her own 
hands.

It began thanks to a random emotional outburst which 
was brought on by Paige's new boyfriend, BJ. It was an 
appropriate nickname because he was a major dick. But 
indirectly, it worked to Paige's advantage. 

It all started one night when BJ, already on his last 
legs thanks to just generally being a piece of shit 
apparently decided that he might as go for broke in the 
"being an asshole" department. How? Well, not only was 
he a selfish lover, a greedy drug addict, a thieving 
little bitch, and a stupid, lazy liar, but he was also 
a no good, lousy cheating son of a bitch.

Paige found all this out in one day by making one 
enlightening phone call. 

There were some fairly obvious hints of BJ's infidelity 
early on but Paige willfully ignored them. BJ started 
working on Paige while he was still in a relationship, 
but Paige allowed herself to ignore the obvious because 
he was charming, cute and he said all the right things 
in the right way at the right time and, quite frankly, 
she was horny at the time and he was willing to put up 
the effort necessary.

None of that really mattered at the time. The day in 
question had started out bad as far as the relationship 
was concerned. It was actually supposed to be a day of 
atonement for BJ. The night before, he had blown off a 
planned date, nothing special, just a movie followed by 
sex, the usual Friday night thing, because he 
supposedly had to work late, but he promised to make up 
for it by spending the whole day doing things Paige 
liked. Namely a little hiking on the dunes, a little 
going out to eat at her favorite pseudo Italian joint, 
some shopping for good music and good books followed by 
sex that involved Paige actually achieving an orgasm 
and after that maybe they'd hit a party or just fuck 
some more until they both collapsed in sweaty, worn out 
heap of ecstatic exhaustion. In short, the perfect day 
off. 

It didn't work out like that at all. Instead it started 
out with Paige waking up late, alone and wondering 
where the hell her boyfriend was. This was followed by 
a series of unanswered calls to BJ's phone that started 
out ringing a few times before going to voicemail then 
ended up ringing not at all and going directly to his 
voice mail. Paige was starting to get pissed.

In the meantime, she decided to roll herself a joint 
and was suddenly even closer to getting pissed. What 
was a nearly full half ounce was now notably less than 
that. She didn't have to wonder what had happened. She 
knew it was BJ. She wished she'd checked it earlier so 
she could've bitched him out, but there had been no 
need. 

The night before she'd only smoked a couple bowls 
before going to bed alone and, as BJ obviously knew 
from being with her for almost a month at that point, 
she usually kept a little supply of really good stuff. 
He'd ripped her off before. Usually when he wanted to 
go get high with his friends and look like a big shot 
for hooking them up with the good shit when all they 
could get was shitty dirt weed and, at best, decent 
middies that they paid way too much for because they 
were morons. 

She wouldn't have been that pissed if he'd only asked 
her, but, of course, he was too manly for that shit. 
No, the guy thing to do was steal about a hundred 
dollars worth of drugs to smoke with a bunch of losers. 
It kind of made the whole working thing seem like a 
bunch of horse shit.

And that thought helped put her over the line and set 
her off on another round of calls. Nothing psychotic, 
but definitely enough that if the bastard wasn't dead 
he knew just by the pure volume that she was incredibly 
pissed. Of course, he still didn't answer. Every call 
got kicked straight to his voice mail and she plenty of 
good use of that by leaving as many long, angry 
messages as she made calls. 

This went on for a good hour or two until it finally 
ended when the phone rang twice to be answered by an 
angry female voice that proceeded to inform Paige to 
that she really needed to stop calling the female 
voice's boyfriend before the nameless voice came over 
to her house and kicked her ass. Then she hung up 
before Paige could even respond properly. This did not 
go over well with Paige and was quickly followed by 
another phone call. This time a weary, tired sounding 
BJ answered while the nameless other woman screamed at 
him in the background.

What followed was a long, frustrating, and highly 
enlightening conversation with a complete asshole who 
refused to see how anything he had done was wrong no 
matter how loud Paige yelled at him. This was mainly 
because the asshole was high on her weed and she made 
sure to make her anger on that issue pretty clear as 
well.

And this was when Ally walked in early from work to her 
good friend and roommate screaming at her cell phone in 
a manner she'd never seen before. As often as Paige 
switched boy toys, as Ally liked to call them, she'd 
never once yelled at them over the phone or even to 
their face in Ally's presence. It stunned Ally so much 
that she froze at the bottom of the stairs trying to 
figure what the hell was going on. She was just 
figuring it out when she heard the words that would 
soon change both her and Paige's relationship forever.

"It's assholes like you that make me want to go back to 
women," Paige had screamed loud enough that Ally heard 
it perfectly clearly from where she standing despite 
the fact she was at that time opening the door to back 
out of the apartment. Ally froze in place.

At first she thought she'd misheard, but Paige was 
apparently in the need to further elucidate.

"Like you'd know, asshole," Ally heard Paige say to the 
person she could only assume was BJ, a guy she'd 
actually warned her friend about, "There's a lot you 
don't fucking know about me, you worthless fuck."

Ally had just enough time to think that she could 
definitely sympathize with that sentiment when Paige 
walked out of her bedroom and yelled some more 
profanities before glancing down the stairs to see Ally 
standing there looking uncomfortable. Paige just looked 
at her with wide eyes, suddenly realizing what she'd 
just said. She went back into her room and slammed her 
door behind her.

Paige was momentarily too stunned to continue yelling 
at BJ, but when he decided to use her silence as a 
chance to insinuate that Paige being a dyke made sense 
since she was a frigid bitch who couldn't come she was 
back in the moment.

Ally, for her part, stayed at the bottom of the stairs 
for a moment debating her options and reviewing what 
she'd just heard a few more times before deciding that 
she might as well stay. As she made her way up the 
stairs she tried her best to ignore the yelling going 
on in Paige's room with some success. Her continued 
distraction over what she'd heard helped a bit. Still, 
after a brief pause Paige was making it a little hard 
for Ally to not overhear her.

"For your information, you micro-dicked asshole," Ally 
heard Paige yell into her phone through her bedroom 
door, "The only reason I couldn't come is because you… 
you know what? Fuck you, asshole. I don't even care." 

For a moment Ally thought that was the end and almost 
knocked on Paige's door to see if she wanted to talk, 
but another burst of profanity made her change her 
mind. Instead she went to her room, and slowly rolled a 
joint while listening to some Brian Eno, something she 
picked up from an older lover, on low volume and waited 
with her door open.

Ally did her best to put the idea out of her mind. She 
didn't get her hopes and, frankly, for all she knew 
Paige was just going hard for BJ's nuts, as they say. 
Still she couldn't help but think about it while she 
waited for the fight to wind down.

It didn't take much longer really. Paige was quickly 
running out of things to yell at BJ. He wasn't making 
it easy either. He was just listening and waiting for 
her to finish before spouting off with a quick, lame 
homophobic insult. Finally she just gave up. It wasn't 
worth it and she no longer cared.

"Whatever, "she finally said after he blurted another 
fifth grade insult into the phone, "You know what? If 
that bitch wants you she can have you and keep the 
fucking weed. We're done and I don't fucking care." 
With that she hit the end button on her phone and 
screamed for no other reason then to get it all out.

Then she sat down on the corner of her bed and started 
crying. Paige's tears were a mixture of relief and 
frustration. She was relieved that she finally got some 
of that out and told the bastard what she actually 
thought of him and she was frustrated that she had to 
do it over the phone. She would've enjoyed kicking him 
in the nuts for being such duplicitous, thieving 
coward. Barring that she wouldn't minded at least 
throwing a few things at him.

God, she hadn't had a phone fight since high school. 
She'd almost forgotten how empty they felt. She almost 
wanted to go find the bastard and key his car or some 
damned thing just to make the anger feel a little less 
impotent. She was almost starting to take this idea 
seriously when she heard a light knock on her door. It 
was Ally. For a moment Paige hesitated, knowing full 
well what Ally must have heard. She knew Ally would be 
the perfect person to vent on if nothing else and she 
definitely needed to vent. She did, however, take a 
second to wipe away her few remaining tears before 
telling Ally to come in.

"Hey," Ally said cautiously, "How you feeling?" Paige 
chuckled a little at that. Ally smiled weakly and sat 
down on the corner of Paige's bed before continuing, 
"That bad?"

"Well, me and BJ are done," Paige responded.

"Well, I kind of guessed that much," Ally came back and 
caused Paige to chuckle somewhat bitterly again.

"Don't be a jerk."

"I'll try, but you know how hard it can be at times," 
Ally said hoping for at least a smile for her weak joke 
and got it, "Wanna get high and talk about it?"

That was question she almost didn't even need to ask. 
Paige of course said yes without pause. At that Ally 
whipped out the joint she'd rolled from behind her ear 
and lit it up, and prepared herself for a long 
meandering conversation. This she got in spades.

They smoked and talked for a good long time and Paige 
got a lot off of her chest. An hour ticked by, then 
another. The whole time Ally mainly just sat and 
listened, every once in awhile rolling another joint 
then sparking it up, rarely inserting her opinions 
until Paige brought up the weed, a subject very near 
and dear to her heart. This turned out to be a very 
good decision.

"He did what?" Ally said incredulously upon hearing 
that he'd straight stolen half of Paige's bag and that 
he'd done it before. "I can't believe you let him do 
that shit. I'd have cut off his balls the first time he 
tried that shit." Paige laughed at this, trying hard to 
imagine Ally doing anything with resembling violence 
and found she simply couldn't do it, but Ally insisted. 
"Don't laugh. I have scissors and they are sharp. I 
wouldn't pause for a second. The moment I realized he 
was pinching my stash he'd be a eunuch. Swear to god." 

"Yeah, yeah." Paige responded dismissively while still 
laughing lightly, "and then you'd go to jail for 
attempted murder."

"So? I'd get by. I'd find me a cute little felon and 
make her my bitch. It would be all good," Ally 
countered trying her best to sound tough.

"Knowing you'd have a whole harem."

"You calling me a slut?" Ally put on her best angry 
face after saying that and Paige, being stoned and in a 
much better mood couldn't help but laugh. This stopped 
when Ally hit her over the head with a pillow. This led 
quickly to a very playful, but extremely aggressive 
pillow fight/faux argument over Ally's perceived level 
of promiscuity that only ended when Ally ripped Paige's 
pillow from her hands and the pillow fight evolved into 
a wrestling match. 

Paige really had no chance once the pillows were 
abandoned, but she fought on valiantly against her more 
athletic roommate until Ally finally pinned Paige's 
arms behind her head while straddling her stomach. 
Paige still didn't give up quite then, but as much as 
she struggled she simply couldn't escape from Ally's 
grip.

Neither girl seemed to notice how obviously turned on 
the other was. Both Ally's and Paige's nipple were 
straining against the thin white t-shirt and red tank 
top that cover their respective breasts. And while the 
girls were aware of their own subtle, but definite 
signs of arousal in other less visible ways those too 
went undetected. Still it definitely felt nice to Paige 
to have Ally straddling her and felt just as good to 
Ally.

"You going to apologize?" Ally teased as she smiled 
maliciously down upon her defeated roommate.

"I'm sorry," Paige said doing her best to sound 
defeated.

"Sorry for what?" Ally said pushing her advantage 
perhaps a bit too far. She was always competitive. She 
couldn't help it.

"I'm sorry," Paige began still maintaining her 
subservient manner, "that you're a slut."

"You're one to talk, you fake lesbian," Ally retorted 
caught up in the moment.

"What are you talking about?" Paige said having 
honestly forgotten about Ally coming in and possibly 
overhearing her comment to BJ. Smoking joint after 
joint of high grade weed can do that to a person.

"I heard you, you little liar," Ally continued, still 
holding her friend down even though she'd stopped 
struggling, "Telling your little boy toy that you were 
gonna go gay because of him. Don't lie."

Suddenly it all came back to Paige. For a brief second 
she was almost overcome with embarrassment, but, as 
silly as it might seem, the feeling of Ally shift ever 
so slightly and, accidentally, forcing the crotch of 
Paige's pants to rub against Paige's already aroused 
sex just a little bit helped to change her mind. It 
also helped for Paige to finally notice Ally's 
prominent nipples poking against her tight "I know what 
girls like" t-shirt telling her she wasn't the only one 
turned on.

That moment suddenly had a very now or never type of 
feel to it. The cat was finally out of the bag. It was 
now up to Paige whether she wanted to lie and just let 
it go and in the process pretty much give up any real 
chance of ever being with Ally again or just roll with 
the punches, swallow her fear and hope for the best. 
After a year of stupidly waiting for her roommate to 
break through her well constructed veneer instead of 
sucking it up and acting like an adult capable of 
making her own decisions and living with the results.

Still, it took almost all her strength to simply utter 
the phrase "That's not what I said. I said I was going 
back to women, you stupid dyke." Paige was almost 
amazed at herself for even coming close to spitting 
that out let alone adding her usual playful insult at 
the end while maintaining a cocky smirk.

"You're still a liar," Ally replied without missing a 
beat, "You stupid fake dyke."

"Just because I've never fucked you doesn't mean I've 
never fucked a girl," Paige came back. Her smirk was 
fading somewhat and a more serious look was starting to 
form mainly in her eyes. 

Ally was silent for a second, studying her roommates 
face looking for any sign that she was bluffing. She 
found nothing and, frankly, it shocked her. Her mind 
raced with the possibilities that lay before her. For 
the first time in a long time she was at a loss as to 
how to continue with a girl. 

Ally had spent so much time in recent months trying to 
convince herself that nothing would ever happen with 
Paige that a part of her felt that this was all somehow 
just a misunderstanding, but like Paige the feel of 
this beautiful girl's body underneath her and the way 
her own body was reacting to this until a moment ago 
innocent play was more than enough to overcome any fear 
she felt. She simply had to find out and she had to do 
it now.

"Oh yeah?" Ally said after what seemed like a small 
eternity. It sounded so weak, so feeble, but it was the 
best her frazzled mind could manage.

"Yeah," Paige responded her eyes dead serious while her 
smirk now looked more nervous than cocky as she 
realized Ally was now ever so slowly leaning closer to 
her.

"So you're not bluffing?" Ally prodded on, her voice 
barely containing her own nerves as she lay down upon 
her friend's sweet little body. That fact that this 
comment didn't make much sense didn't really matter.

"Why don't you find out?" Paige said in a barely 
audible whisper as the last remaining element of play 
seemed to evaporate into thin air as Ally's nose began 
to brush little against her own.

"Maybe I should," Ally came back as she gathered up her 
courage as her hands began to subconsciously relinquish 
their grip on Paige's wrists. Still, she waited for a 
second gazing deeply into Paige's eyes as if to see if 
this was still just a game or a joke or anything. All 
she saw there was a mixture of fear, lust, and pure, 
naked desire. She couldn't have known, but Paige saw 
much the same thing in Ally's eyes as she gazed back 
waiting, the second seemed to hang in the air as if 
frozen.

Then, in an instant, as Ally's lips finally bridged the 
tiny gap that still remained between them time was no 
longer of any concern. After nearly a year of mutual 
frustration and hidden lust between them the genie was 
out of the bottle and they both instantly knew that 
they'd never want to force it back in.

It was suppose to be a small kiss, just a test, a 
tease, just a light kiss on the lips. That changed 
almost as soon as their lips made contact with each 
other. Mouths opened, tongues extended and hands almost 
instantly sprang into action to grasp and explore the 
soft, inviting flesh of the other.

Both girls were lost in a world where thoughts were 
easily secondary to sensation, but both were going 
crazy inside their own heads as they grasped at each 
other and nearly suffocated each other with their needy 
kiss. Paige's hands couldn't get enough of the soft, 
smooth flesh of Ally's back and jean clad ass. The feel 
of a girl was so much different than a guy. She'd 
almost forgotten the difference. But now that she could 
feel Ally's silky smoothness with her own fingers and 
hands as Ally grabbed at her sides, she never wanted to 
have to simply remember it again.

Ally's thoughts were different. As she tried her best 
to suck the very breath from her roommate's soft, sexy 
body she couldn't believe she'd almost given up all 
hope of ever experiencing this beautiful sensation with 
her. Her hands grabbed at everything, but, like Paige, 
she found considerable pleasure in sliding underneath 
Paige to softly knead her smooth, little butt.

Soon, however, they were forced to break the kiss. Not 
because they wanted to, but because they were literally 
smothering each other out of pure passion. They 
couldn't help but stare at each other for a second 
after the kiss broke which, of course, led almost 
instantly to them rejoining in another kiss, but they 
broke again only a moment later much to Paige's 
chagrin.

"Why'd you stop?" Paige asked breathlessly with more 
than a hint of disappointment as she tried to pull Ally 
back to her.

"I can't believe we're actually making out," Ally 
responded as her hands continued to move about Paige's 
body almost on their own accord, sliding up under 
Paige's shirt massaging her back.

"Shut up," was the only response Paige could muster 
before she finally managed to pull Ally back into 
another kiss as her hands also started to work their 
way under Ally's clothes. Her hand that wasn't pulling 
Ally's face back to her had found a gap between Ally's 
jeans and her panties and she was taking full advantage 
of it.

Ally would've been simply stunned by Paige's 
forwardness, but at the time she was a bit too occupied 
to dwell on it. Paige was an amazing kisser. Her lips 
were so soft and tasted of berries, her tongue so sweet 
and needy. Even her saliva tasted good at that moment.

Still, Ally wanted to more than just kiss Paige and 
feel her cute, little ass through her pants, or her 
back, as nice as it was. No, there was so much more she 
wanted to do to Paige, but right at that moment she 
would satisfy herself with a just a feel of those 
wonderful little breasts that had taunted her so often 
with their delicate beauty.

A slight shift of her body and slide of her hand under 
Paige's tank top and this tiny wish was granted. They 
were glorious. Soft, supple, velvety with those 
wonderful little nipples atop them already taut with 
Paige's excitement. Really, it was such a small step up 
in their activities, but it felt like a significant 
step forward. And it was. Things quickly accelerated 
from there.

Paige's soft sigh as Ally finally made it to second 
base somehow made everything that was going on that 
much more real and immediate for both girls. It was 
already inevitable at that point that things were going 
to progress this way and go much, much farther, but 
that didn't matter. It was the taking of the actual 
step forward that was important. 

Paige wanted desperately to explore Ally's breasts in 
the same way that Ally was exploring hers, but quickly 
found that do so only caused problems. Instead her 
hands found their way to Ally's belt and somehow 
managed to unbuckle it, then undid the button before 
undoing her zipper. With that her hands were more 
freely able to explore Ally's soft butt cheeks, 
squeezing and kneading them sensuously, occasionally 
exploring her friend's butt crack. 

Paige's shirt quickly became bunched up around her neck 
and under her arms as Ally's hands groped gently at her 
small, soft mounds. She barely even noticed as Ally's 
nimble fingers alternated between massaging her breasts 
and deftly pinching and caressing her turgid nipples. 
She placed soft nips on her neck and ears as Paige 
tried desperately to keep up.

Soon, however, Ally decided that Paige's shirt had to 
go. Without a word she began to pull and tug on it 
until Paige was forced to remove her hands from Ally's 
pants long enough to take the damned thing off. Paige 
almost found the strength to giggle at Ally's sudden 
desperation to remove her tank top, but found herself 
cut off when Ally's mouth suddenly, almost violently, 
found its way to one of her nipples.

"Oh, fuck…" Paige said between soft pants as Ally's 
teeth found their way around a nipple and pulled on it 
ever so gently, but with enough force to make her 
squirm. Ally seemed to know exactly how to treat her 
nipples with the perfect mixture of rough and gentle. 

Paige's hands, no longer capable of effectively 
massaging her friend's bottom, now moved to Ally's head 
to gently guide her from nipple to nipple. Ally allowed 
her the illusion of control but took plenty of 
opportunities to kiss and nip at whatever they came in 
contact with enjoying the flavor of Paige's skin and 
the sounds her attentions elicited from her friend.

Back and forth she went for who knew how long, slowly 
savoring Paige's breasts before Paige finally decided 
that fair was fair and began tugging on Ally's shirt. 
Ally allowed her shirt to come off and then decided 
almost on a whim to shed her pants as well.

Paige tried her best to follow suit, but in her 
excitement seemed to have a problem with her zipper 
getting caught on a fold in her panties. For the first 
time since their playing had turned serious Ally 
managed a small giggle before helping her un-stick the 
zipper without ripping her panties and then with one 
quick tug pulled Paige's pants right off.

For a moment both girls seemed lost as they seemed to 
simultaneously pause to take in each other's almost 
completely nude forms. Just Paige's white panties and 
Ally's red thong remained along with two pairs of short 
white socks between them. It wasn't until Paige's hands 
reached out to softly caress Ally's smooth, flat belly 
that their mutual reverie came to an end and they once 
again kissed as soft hands again explored soft flesh.

Maybe it was all the skin on skin contact or the feel 
of their hard, exposed nipples rubbing against each 
other without any barrier or, maybe, just the fact that 
it was too much but this time the kiss was accompanied 
by soft, sensual grinding of panty clad pussies against 
thighs. Nothing overly urgent or needy. Just a soft 
rolling of hips against firm flesh for that sweet feel 
of friction for both of their already wet sexes.

"You feel so fucking good," Ally managed to whisper 
into Paige's ear as the sensation started to get the 
better of her then she nibbled sweetly on that same ear 
causing Paige to sigh in a most delightful manner. 

"So do you," Paige managed to reply a few seconds later 
as her hand finally found its way to Ally's breast to 
feel it's softness and caress the nipple the rested at 
its center. 

Her efforts were rewarded with a gloriously soft groan 
from deep within Ally's chest. Paige was again rewarded 
with another even deeper groan after Ally reared up on 
her hands just enough to allow Paige to bring her lips 
to Ally's breasts.

That simple, loving action seemed to take Ally to 
another level as her hips began to gyrate and grind 
against Paige's thigh and pelvis with much more force 
as Paige's lips, teeth and tongue explored her breasts. 
She hadn't been this excited to be with a girl in a 
long time. 

She also hadn't come from just dry humping and fondling 
since she was in high school and one of her 
"girlfriends" was too nervous to try anything but 
tribbing and kissing for fear that it would "make her 
gay." But with Paige's mouth deliciously nibbling on 
her right nipple and her pussy soaking through her 
panties as she ground herself against Paige's body, she 
could already feel her first orgasm building inside her 
and there was nothing she could do to stop it even if 
she had wanted to. 

Ally was grinding herself obscenely against her 
roommate's sweet, sweaty body when the sensation 
overtook her and with a light shake going up and down 
her body, her eyes squeezed shut and she let out a loud 
squeaky groan before collapsing on Paige in a deep, 
lusty kiss much to Paige's surprise. Not that Paige 
minded even if she could no longer suckle upon Ally's 
nipples.

They kissed for awhile as they continued to almost 
blindly grind against each other while Ally recovered. 
It didn't take too long and when she had she had an 
overwhelming urge to do something she'd wanted to do 
ever since she first met Paige and that she'd been 
dying to do ever since she'd moved in.

"I have to taste you," Ally said as she broke the kiss 
and looked Paige in the eyes as if asking for 
permission she didn't need, but which she received 
nonetheless in the form of a quick nod and a quick 
kiss. With that she began her journey down Paige's body 
to her sweet, beautiful cunt.

It wasn't a long journey, but Ally couldn't resist 
taking a little time to taste Paige's skin and sweat 
before sucking at her sweet nectar. Though she'd 
already made Paige squirm with her attentions to her 
neck and breasts, she enjoyed the way Paige wriggled 
underneath her as she made her way to first her left 
nipple and then, ever so patiently, to the right making 
sure to place kisses and nips on Paige's sexy breasts 
and the valley that lay between them as she did. 

Ally lingered just long enough to tease before she 
began to kiss her friends ribs, then her soft, luscious 
belly. She made sure to kiss her way to Paige's cute 
belly button so she could place a few licks and kisses 
there in particular and in the process discovered the 
Paige was just a bit ticklish. She stored that away for 
later use and moved on.

As Ally placed a soft kiss on Paige's panties and 
enjoyed the sight of the prominent wet spot clearly 
visible on the front she briefly contemplated that fact 
that everything was now open for her. Every little 
fantasy she'd ever had about Paige could be fulfilled. 
She found herself torn between getting down to the 
business at hand of making Paige scream her name as 
Ally buried her face in that fragrant pussy and sucking 
on Paige's cute little toes. 

Ally placed another soft kiss on Paige's inner thigh 
where it met her hip eliciting a sweet sigh from Paige 
who was gazing down at Paige dreamily while lightly 
caressing her own breasts. Ally's mind was made up. She 
simply had to kiss the cute little toes. The fact that 
would also serve to tease Paige as well slow things 
down a bit didn't hurt either. 

Paige, however, took a bit to figure out why Ally was 
slowly kissing her way up her leg instead of using her 
agile tongue to make her see stars and scream random 
obscenities loud enough to scare the neighbors. Not 
that she didn't enjoy the feel of Ally's soft lips and 
tongue licking and kissing first her thigh and then the 
back of her knee. She was almost shivering with 
anticipation. She was just so incredibly turned on at 
that point that she could explode.

You really could blame her when, as Ally slowly made 
her way up Paige's calf she brought her hand down to 
her pussy to help relieve herself. You also couldn't 
blame her frustrated groan when Ally shooed that hand 
away telling her to be patient. Still, she did as she 
was told and then sigh contentedly as Ally, after 
gently slipping off Paige's sock, licked the sole of 
her foot.

Paige was hardly a virgin. At least a couple of her 
boyfriends had claimed to be foot worshippers, but 
until now she had never really understood what so great 
about it. Ally's soft, sensual attentions instantly 
changed all of that. The fact that she was more turned 
on then she had been in a long time may have affected 
her perception a bit, but Ally seemed to be working 
some sort of sweet magic on her as she licked, sucked, 
kissed and massaged Paige's foot.

Ally smiled sweetly as Paige squirmed under her 
attentions. The sweet, lusty look on Paige's face was 
beautiful to her as she gently lifted Paige's other 
foot and removed the sock before shifting her attention 
to it with much the same results. This time when 
Paige's hand seemed to meander down Paige's belly to 
her sex Ally was more than happy to let her play for a 
moment and simply took it as a sign that now was the 
time.

As much as she wanted to tease a little bit more Ally 
decided that she'd done enough. Paige was about as 
turned on as she could possibly be. There was no need 
to try and stoke a fire that was already burning hotter 
than the sun. So, after getting comfortable on her 
belly and placing a few soft nips on Paige's inner 
thighs as she gently moved Paige's wet fingers out of 
her way Ally placed a loving kiss on Paige's sweet, 
swollen sex and started to do what she'd been hoping to 
do for so very long.

Just a few gentle licks up and down Paige's slit was 
enough to make Paige shiver and moan. A quick kiss on 
her hood managed to bring a similar response and told 
Ally that it wouldn't take much to make Paige come. At 
least, not the first time. She had a feeling though, as 
she spread Paige's swollen, puffy lips to lick the 
sweet, spicy fragrantly wet pinkness that lay beneath, 
that one would hardly be enough. Not that she intended 
to stop at one anyway.

Their eyes were locked into each other as Ally 
continued gently exploring and licking and one of 
Paige's hands found its way to Ally's soft blonde hair 
not to guide, but more to just feel the softness of it 
and caress her head as Ally brought Paige closer and 
closer to oblivion. Paige's other hand remained at her 
breast, gently kneading her own softness and tweaking 
her aroused nipples.

Ally's oral attentions started to become directed at 
teasing Paige's clit, but her fingers found quickly 
found their way to Paige's pussy to both spread the 
lips and lightly tease the sweet flesh beneath. 
Occasionally Ally would use her thumb to ever so gently 
rub Paige's sensitive little nubbin while she veered 
off to place a light little bit on Paige's inner thigh 
while Paige moaned lightly and her hands began to grasp 
more than they caressed. 

Paige was obviously getting close already. Ally could 
tell but they way her hips would occasionally buck ever 
so sweetly and by the fact that her friend was having 
an increasingly hard time maintaining eye contact. Not 
only were Paige's eyes closing almost on their own, but 
her neck was apparently having a hard time holding her 
head up especially when Ally sucked on Paige's clit and 
dipped her finger just a little bit inside of her 
pussy.

Paige's hips were already bucking ever so slightly 
before as Ally explored and tested, but the pace was 
quickly increasing. Once exploration time was over and 
Ally's lips and tongue found Paige's clit and Ally's 
finger finally made the push to fully enter her friend 
Paige bucked so hard she nearly knocked Ally off her 
game. 

A hand on Paige's belly helped put a stop to that, but 
in a second that was the least of Ally's worry. Only a 
handful of seconds later, just after Ally added a 
second finger to Paige's warm, wet pussy Paige stopped 
panting, stopped groaning and completely stopped 
breathing as her body stiffened up and her first orgasm 
of the night exploded through out her tiny, beautiful 
body.

This deafening silence was quickly followed by a long, 
loud noise that laid somewhere between an ecstatic 
scream and a moan that lasted a good full breath before 
Paige collapsed back on the bed until, thanks to Ally 
refusing to stop her attentions on Paige's pussy even 
as it squirted warm juice all over her face and Paige's 
contracting pussy felt like it was squeezing the life 
out of her fingers. Her first orgasm merged almost 
perfectly into her second.

Paige's hand almost ripped a clump of hair from Ally's 
head before letting go. Ally was quite thankful for 
that even though she was more worried about 
accidentally biting Paige's clit when one of Paige's 
ripples almost made her buck hard enough to once again 
knock Ally away despite her arm across Paige's hips.

After that Paige went limp for awhile, but Ally kept on 
licking, sucking and probing until Paige seemed to 
awake with a joyous laugh that was constantly being 
interrupted by soft moans and tiny little body quakes 
that coursed through Paige's body like little shakes 
until she regained enough composure to look into Ally's 
smiling eyes.

"My turn," Paige said as she urged Ally to come sit on 
her face.

"But I'm not done, baby," Ally replied momentarily 
pausing her tongue lashing while continuing to curl and 
thrust her fingers inside of Paige. It was the first 
time Ally had ever called Paige anything even 
resembling a pet name. She liked it. The slight 
widening of Paige's smile told Ally that Paige did too.

"Please," was all Paige said with a sweet, falsely 
innocent smile and finally Ally acquiesced, but not in 
the way Paige may have imagined. She really didn't want 
to stop quite yet, so instead of just letting Paige up 
and pulling off her own panties Ally pulled Paige a 
little more towards the center and, after quickly 
shedding her soaked panties and planting a quick kiss 
on Paige's lips, maneuvered herself so they could both 
have exactly what they wanted.

This was Ally's first real chance to find out if Paige 
really ever had been with a woman and, from the way she 
got right to it and seemed to know exactly what she was 
doing, the answer was obviously yes. Either that or she 
was a quick learner, because only a minute later Ally 
was experiencing her second orgasm of the evening.

Paige, much like Ally, refused to accept that one 
orgasm was enough and as soon as Ally recovered enough 
to stop shaking she was back to using her long, 
dexterous tongue to lick up every last drop of 
sweetness and delve deep into Ally's lovely pussy. Ally 
did the same as they explored each other, aggressively 
licking, sucking and biting whatever their hungry 
mouths could reach until they each came one more time 
and Ally found her clit to be far too sensitive to keep 
going. 

After Ally had managed to gather enough strength to 
roll off her roommate's sweaty body and turn around to 
face her, she and Paige shared a long, slow kiss until 
finally they'd both had enough to tide them over for 
the moment.

"I think I need a cigarette," Ally said half joking 
since she was generally only a pot smoker and only 
smoked cigarettes occasionally while drinking.

"Fuck a cigarette," Paige replied, "Let's smoke a 
joint."

And they did while talking softly to each other until 
Ally made Paige come clean about what she'd really done 
with girls. That's when Paige finally had a chance to 
tell her new lover a few secrets about her past she'd 
wanted to share for a long, long time but never had the 
guts to. Everything from Hailey to how long she'd 
wanted to tell Ally she wanted her as more than a 
friend and the weird ways she felt compelled to go 
about it.

"I really never even thought you had it in you," Ally 
said after Paige finished her story about her 
relationship with Hailey. "I wish I'd known before, you 
fucking prude."

"Well," Paige came back, "In my defense I did try to 
tell you in my own little ways that I was interested, 
you goof."

"What? By walking around half naked? I used to be in 
sports, you weirdo. I've seen enough naked girl flesh 
in my life that I barely even notice anymore."

"Liar. I know you liked it," Paige retorted playfully 
as she tried to tickle Ally's belly. This turned out to 
be wonderful mistake as Ally did the same to Paige by 
tickling her belly until she was kicking and screaming 
for mercy. This she received in spades as it set off 
another bout of playful wrestling that ended similarly 
to their previous wrestling match.

Starting with some hard and sweaty scissoring that 
threatened to actually break the bed with the shear 
violence of their thrusting. The creaking of the 
springs and the pounding of Paige's bedposts against 
the wall was bad enough that the new neighbor actually 
found it necessary to pound loudly on the wall. They 
happily ignored her until Paige, who had somehow 
managed to pin her athletic roommate and lover and wind 
up on top came loudly as Ally sucked on her beautiful 
toes and ground blindly against Paige and quaked and 
grunted until she too came.

Finally, they crawled up next to each other to kiss 
until wandering hands found their way to warm, 
delicious wetness, and fingers went to work sliding in 
and out of moist holes while rubbing hard, engorged 
clits with palms. Occasionally these fingers would find 
their way between Paige's and Ally's mouths so they 
share each other's liquid sweetness before delving back 
down and into the fray.

Soon they were lying on their sides, face to face, as 
they screamed into each other's shoulders and came 
again and again.

This went on for quite awhile until they had enough and 
they softly kissed until first Paige and then Ally 
slipped into sleep to dream sweet, satisfied dreams.

Upon awakening the next morning, Paige found herself 
alone and for a moment she was worried that it had been 
a dream. She quickly realized it hadn't been and was 
even more disappointed until Ally, a bit less naked in 
her t-shirt from the night before and Paige's panties, 
opened up her door and walked into Paige's room holding 
something Paige had only seen in porn.

"Oh, hey," Ally said barely managing to hide her 
surprise and mild disappointment that Paige was awake.

"Is that what I think it is?" Paige asked her worry 
rapidly retreating even as she rubbed her eyes.

"You mean a ruined surprise? Why, yes, yes it is," came 
the sweetly sarcastic reply as Ally crawled onto the 
bed and sat next to Paige before leaning down a placing 
long, lingering kiss on her roomie's lips. 

"Don't distract me with your sweetness, you bitch," 
Paige came back after breaking the kiss, which was even 
better sober. Ally just smiled at the playful insult 
before replying.

"That depends on what you think it is, you jerk," Ally 
said as she lay down next to Paige, smiling dreamily as 
the thing rested between them.

"Well, I think it's strap-on."

"Well, you think right," Ally replied before giving her 
new lover another lingering kiss. This time their kiss 
quickly evolved into nice little morning make-out 
session that escalated into something more as Paige 
removed Ally's t-shirt and her own panties from Ally's 
body.

"I can't believe you're wearing my dirty panties," 
Paige teased as she pealed them off of Ally.

"I'd put on something to answer the door and I couldn't 
find mine," Ally said in reply before returning to the 
kiss.

"Who was at the door?" Paige said between kisses.

"BJ. The asshole wanted to talk to you. I told him to 
fuck off and you were my girlfriend now," Ally said 
with a wicked smile then nipped at Paige's ear making 
her squirm.

"Mmm, you did not," Paige replied as Ally teased her.

"I did. You should've seen him when I called you my 
girlfriend. Fucker looked like I'd ripped his heart out 
of his chest."

"You're so mean."

"Why? It was the truth, kind of."

"Kind of?" Paige asked, surprised and somewhat hurt. 
Even though she had no allusions that one night of mind 
blowing sex and one morning of naked making out equaled 
a relationship

"Let's just play it by ear, cutie. Trust me, though. 
After last night we aren't gonna stop doing this for a 
long time."

"I hope not," replied Paige dreamily.

"Now, enough of this serious shit. I'm trying to get 
you wet so we can play with my super fun toy," Ally 
said with her wicked, beautiful smile still in place 
while she slithered a bit down Paige's body to take a 
nipple into her mouth.

"I think I already am," sighed Paige.

"Patience, baby. We have all day," Ally whispered and 
Paige fell silent save for her soft moans and whimpers. 
Ally slowly made her way down her body just like she 
had the night before. It was even better sober. Every 
bite, lick and kiss seemed to feel just that much more 
real, more in the moment. 

By the time Ally had made Paige come with her marvelous 
tongue and fingers, the strap-on had been momentarily 
forgotten and they ended spending the rest of the 
morning getting each other off countless times until 
they had to take a nap and then a shower that turned 
into another chance to paw at each other's soft flesh 
like two teenagers just discovering sex together.

Eventually, they got to the strap-on and much, much 
more. So much, in fact, that both ended up calling in 
sick to work the next day and spending even more time 
together fucking, sucking and licking each other while 
driving their poor neighbor crazy with the post 
pounding and lustful screaming. 

By the time they were done it was pretty much a 
foregone conclusion that they were a couple. It wasn't 
anything either had expected, but they were definitely 
willing to give it a shot. Even if they eventually 
broke it off they knew for sure and for certain that 
they'd at least have a whole hell of a lot of fun while 
it lasted.

END

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